Chapter 2174: Li Muyun Capsizes in the Gutter, Wang Qingshan Ascends to the Xuanyang Realm

Fallen Immortal Island, a notorious perilous place in the East Sea cultivation world, is also an ancient battlefield filled with numerous restrictions and hidden dangers. Even True Monarch Taiyang, a Soul Transformation cultivator, had suffered losses here.

In the central region of Fallen Immortal Island lay a vast and desolate plain.

There were hundreds of massive pits on the ground, with steam rising from within them. A gigantic azure phoenix lay motionless in one of the pits, devoid of life, with multiple bloody holes on its body. A massive Golden Lightning Turtle lay prone on the ground, its shell covered in dozens of long, thick cracks, and its aura was weak.

Li Muyun stood on the ground, his face pale, his eyes filled with apprehension.

A thousand zhang away, opposite him, Fairy Bloodspirit was slumped on the ground, her left arm gone, multiple blood holes on her body, her aura weak, and her left eyeball gouged out. She looked utterly wretched.

If it had been a direct fight, Li Muyun would not have been so disheveled.

Fairy Bloodspirit had fled all the way, escaping into Fallen Immortal Island, and used the island's restrictions to severely injure the Golden Lightning Turtle.

After they destroyed the Skysea Sect and learned that Fallen Immortal Island possessed Divine Creation Water, they dispatched people into Fallen Immortal Island to search for it after taking control of the West Sea. This had activated many restrictions, allowing them to learn about some of Fallen Immortal Island's powerful formations.

Li Muyun urgently desired the Divine Creation Water. With the help of the fifth-tier Azure Flame Phoenix and Golden Lightning Turtle, he was fearless and pursued her into Fallen Immortal Island.

It proved that Fallen Immortal Island's restrictions were indeed powerful, but they could not kill the fifth-tier Golden Lightning Turtle.

"Hand over the Divine Creation Water, and I can spare your life." Li Muyun's voice was heavy, his tone somewhat weak.

"A joke? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? Do you expect me to believe such words?" Fairy Bloodspirit sneered, her face full of sarcasm.

Her body rapidly swelled, as if about to self-destruct.

Li Muyun's expression changed. He quickly conjured a shimmering azure shield to protect himself and simultaneously retreated.

Fairy Bloodspirit touched the top of her head, and a miniature Nascent Soul flew out.

She chanted incantations, and an arcane spell suddenly rang out, her body erupting with dazzling blood-red light.

Li Muyun's face darkened. He naturally wouldn't allow her to finish casting the spell.

The Golden Lightning Turtle spat out a thick golden lightning spear, heading straight for Fairy Bloodspirit.

At the same time, ripples appeared above Fairy Bloodspirit's head, and a giant azure hand materialized out of thin air, swatting towards her.

"This is a dead end. Don't even dream of leaving here. My life for yours, it's worth it, haha!" Fairy Bloodspirit's face was distorted with madness. Her body spontaneously ignited, spewing a crimson flame that landed on her own Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul let out a piercing shriek and shot straight towards Li Muyun.

Li Muyun was startled. His body glowed brightly with azure light, and a thick azure barrier materialized out of thin air, enveloping him.

A flash of blood-red light, and the miniature Nascent Soul, wrapped in crimson flames, appeared directly in front of him. The azure barrier seemed not to exist; the miniature Nascent Soul passed through it with ease.

"Taste the power of the Blood Infant Soul Slaying Art! This is a secret technique passed down from an ancestor in the Xuanyang Realm, using all of one's vital blood as a guide to ignite the Nascent Soul and harm the enemy. Didn't you like chasing me? Let's die together!" The miniature Nascent Soul cackled sinisterly and vanished into Li Muyun's body.

Li Muyun let out a wretched scream, his body twitching uncontrollably, and collapsed to the ground.

A layer of crimson flames appeared on Li Muyun's body, enveloping him.

He quickly conjured a snow-blue orb, which emitted a wave of blue light that covered his entire body. Only then did the crimson flames stop spreading.

He felt as though all his vital blood was about to ignite. He had to find a place to heal.

He put away the Azure Flame Phoenix's corpse and Fairy Bloodspirit's storage ring, then left the area with the Golden Lightning Turtle.

This time, he had been caught completely off guard. He hadn't expected Fairy Bloodspirit to be able to contact an ancestor from the Xuanyang Realm, or to possess a secret technique passed down from the Spirit Realm.

***

Nine Immortal Island, the headquarters of the Skysea Sect.

On a steep peak, there was an azure stone pavilion at the summit. Feng Yu and Wang Qingshan were sitting in the pavilion, chatting, their expressions grave.

Two streaks of light flew in from a distance. Soon after, they landed before them, revealing Sun Feng and Zhao Weiwei.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, where is that person?" Sun Feng asked, his tone stern.

"That person chose to self-destruct rather than surrender to force. My spirit beast was also affected," Wang Qingshan sighed.

"Self-destructed?" Zhao Weiwei and Sun Feng were full of doubt; they naturally didn't believe it.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you killed a Soul Transformation Bloodshadow cultivator earlier, and all their belongings are with you. Hand over the items. We are looking for something. Rest assured, we only want that specific item," Sun Feng said in a deep voice. They had killed a Soul Transformation Bloodshadow cultivator and obtained some Divine Creation Water.

"What item?" Wang Qingshan frowned, saying, "It seems the Xuanqing Sect's people descended for the Divine Creation Water. This makes things difficult. If I hand it over to them, how will I explain it to True Monarch Taiyang? Without the Divine Creation Water, would True Monarch Taiyang still think highly of him?"

Keeping the Divine Creation Water would offend the Xuanqing Sect. Handing it over, True Monarch Taiyang might not even believe him when they reached the Xuanyang Realm.

Given the vast disparity in power, True Monarch Taiyang couldn't be too polite to him.

Most importantly, Sun Feng's attitude made him very uncomfortable.

"Hand over that storage ring. We'll take what we want, and then we'll bring you to ascend to the Xuanyang Realm. Without us leading the way, you might fall into foreign races' territory. At that point, becoming a slave would be the least of your worries," Sun Feng spoke in a threatening tone. If not for considering True Monarch Taiyang, they would have simply seized it. The Divine Creation Water was a meritorious achievement. If they brought back enough Divine Creation Water, they might even obtain elixirs that could help them break through to the Void Refinement stage.

Wang Qingshan showed hesitation. It wasn't that he genuinely wanted to keep the Divine Creation Water; Sun Feng's aggressive attitude bothered him. If he handed over the Divine Creation Water, who knew if they would make even more excessive demands?

Wang Qingshan thought for a moment, deciding to swallow his anger. He took out a blood-red storage ring and tossed it to Sun Feng. Inside was a bottle of Divine Creation Water.

Handing over one bottle and keeping one, this would make for a better explanation.

Sun Feng took the storage ring. With a flick of his sleeve, a shimmering light swept past, and a pile of items appeared on the ground.

He picked up an azure jade bottle, uncorked it, and a surge of pure spiritual energy gushed out.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you have fifth-tier spirit beasts. With your divine abilities, it's impossible that you'd give him a chance to self-destruct, right?" Zhao Weiwei frowned, her face full of suspicion.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, take out your storage ring and let us inspect it, so there's no misunderstanding," Sun Feng said in a deep voice. If they reached the Xuanyang Realm, they wouldn't be able to force Wang Qingshan to hand over the Divine Creation Water. True Monarch Taiyang was already waiting at the Xuanqing Sect.

Once in the Xuanyang Realm, if Wang Qingshan presented the Divine Creation Water, it would be considered his merit.

Wang Qingshan's face darkened. Even a clay figure would get angry. He had thought that a step back would open up vast possibilities, but he didn't expect Sun Feng to push his luck, making increasingly excessive demands.

The benevolent are easily bullied. If Wang Qingshan backed down, would Sun Feng silence him to conceal the news, claiming Wang Qingshan died at the hands of the Bloodshadow Race? This was not impossible.

True Monarch Taiyang would go to the Xuanqing Sect for help. The Xuanqing Sect's influence was clearly significant. Even if Sun Feng truly killed Wang Qingshan, would True Monarch Taiyang turn against the Xuanqing Sect for Wang Qingshan? Clearly not.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, are you treating me as easily bullied? If I hand over my storage ring for your inspection, will the next step be to soul-search me to see if I've hidden any treasures? Or will you soul-search Fellow Daoist Feng to see if he conspired with me to hide treasures?" Wang Qingshan said with a cold face. Nine Azure Glass Swords flew out from his sword scabbard, his face full of vigilance.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yu frowned deeply. He also strongly disliked Sun Feng's attitude.

"Senior Brother Sun, forget it, don't argue with him. After all, he's the person True Monarch Taiyang wants," Zhao Weiwei transmitted a message to Sun Feng.

Sun Feng's expression softened. He put the items on the ground back into the storage ring, then tossed the storage ring back to Wang Qingshan, saying, "That was a slip of the tongue just now. Fellow Daoist Wang, please don't be angry. Once Junior Brother Li returns, we will take you to the Xuanyang Realm together."

"Thank you for your kindness, Fellow Daoist Sun. I just remembered I have other matters to attend to, so I won't trouble you." After saying this, Wang Qingshan transformed into a streak of azure light and soared away.

When Li Muyun returned, it was possible they would try to kill Wang Qingshan, and then simply claim he met with an accident.

One must always be wary of others. Sun Feng's attitude made Wang Qingshan unable to trust them.

Seeing this, Sun Feng and Zhao Weiwei frowned.

"This is his own choice. It's fine this way; it saves us trouble," Sun Feng snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.

Suddenly, Zhao Weiwei seemed to sense something. She took out a shimmering azure talisman from her bosom, which had a human figure pattern on its surface.

Sun Feng also took out a shimmering azure talisman from his bosom, also with a human figure pattern.

With a muffled "poof," both talismans spontaneously ignited, burning into ashes.

"Oh no! Senior Brother Li has met with misfortune!" Zhao Weiwei exclaimed, her face filled with disbelief.

Before descending to the lower realm, the Xuanqing Sect's Sect Master had given each of them two Heavenly Soul Spirit Sending Talismans. If one person met with misfortune, the other two would immediately know.

Li Muyun had the assistance of the fifth-tier Azure Flame Phoenix and Golden Lightning Turtle. Yet he still died? Did Fairy Bloodspirit possess such powerful divine abilities?

"Quick, cast a spell to find where Senior Brother Li met his demise, otherwise, it will be hard to explain to the Sect Master Ancestor," Sun Feng urged, taking out a shimmering azure spiritual disk. He channeled a spell into it, and the disk lit up with countless arcane runes, forming an azure pointer. The azure pointer spun rapidly.

They all carried detection-type treasures. Within a certain range, they could sense each other's locations, precisely to prevent such situations.

The two transformed into two streaks of light and flew in the direction Li Muyun had previously departed.

***

One year later, on a desolate island over a hundred li in size.

A streak of azure light appeared on the distant horizon, rapidly flying towards the island.

Soon after, the azure light stopped, revealing Wang Qingshan.

According to the information he possessed, ascending from this location would lead him to the territory of Zhenhai Palace.

He had inquired from various sources and learned that Zhenhai Palace was a human sect on the Profound Spirit Continent, which should be fine. He couldn't afford to provoke the Xuanqing Sect, but he could avoid them. At worst, he would wander freely and not endure their insolence.

Wang Qingshan found an abandoned cave, where he meditated and regulated his breathing.

The next day, Wang Qingshan, having adjusted his state to its peak, walked out of the cave.

According to ancient records, in the realms directly affiliated with the Spirit Realm, when a cultivator reaches the middle stage of Soul Transformation, the Flying Spirit Platform would sense their aura and guide them to the Spirit Realm.

Wang Qingshan took a deep breath, applied several defensive spells to himself, and transformed into a long azure rainbow, soaring towards the sky.

When he reached a certain altitude, a tremendous roar echoed from the sky. The void tore open, and a dazzling radiant light descended from above, enveloping Wang Qingshan, pulling him into the rift, where he vanished.

***

Xuanyang Realm. Tianyang Valley, one of the sub-branches of Zhenhai Palace. A Flying Spirit Platform was located here.

Chen Qian originated from a rogue cultivator background. He later joined Zhenhai Palace, belonging to the Ascension Faction. He was currently at the early Soul Transformation stage and was responsible for guarding a Flying Spirit Platform.

This particular Flying Spirit Platform had been desolate for over ten thousand years. Operating it for a single day consumed a significant amount of resources. If not for the examples of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, this Flying Spirit Platform would have been dismantled.

On this day, he was cultivating.

The Flying Spirit Platform suddenly trembled violently, and a blinding spiritual light shot into the sky.

Chen Qian immediately stopped his cultivation and looked towards the Flying Spirit Platform.

A tall young man in an azure robe stood on the Flying Spirit Platform, carrying an azure sword scabbard on his back. The scabbard had an azure lotus pattern on it. It was Wang Qingshan.

Yang Hongji had taught him the human language of the Xuanyang Realm, so Wang Qingshan could fully communicate with the other party.

"I am Wang Qingshan. May I ask, Fellow Daoist, where is this place?" Wang Qingshan asked politely.